Hungry Fuck

(álbum: Sad Clown Bad Dub 2 - 2000)

I wrote this in Denmark, check

Staring at my paper like I'm waiting for something
But nothing's gonna happen if I don't make it happen
I walk around like I don't know where I am
28 years old, yes, I'm still rapping

I'm getting fed up with American cities
I don't want to pay my taxes
Until they stop killing blacks
And every woman in my life thinks she wants to be my wife
But that thought only comes when they're laying on their backs
I don't agree with suicide, but I understand it
There comes a time when you're ready to leave this planet
But dammit, I'm 'a take it all for granted
And I'mma have to die before I every try to land it

And I'm just waiting for that brain aneurysm
If I get bored, I'mma start my own religion
I'll teach people to worship the drums
And speak in tongues
And no longer will my country eat its young

Oh yeah I got something to say
But nowadays it's a novelty
Like either try to make me smile or try to bother me
If all that you can offer me is apologies
I probably rather you just pour me a cup of coffee!
I don't know, y'all leaders must've lost me
I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me?
And if they do I'mma scream, "Get off me!"
I'm gonna take a little nap in this lobby

"I represent a city called Hungry
Do we have anybody hungry in the house?
Is Hungry in the house?!"

The words "Bad Dub" are right in the title
So fuck your criticism about the sound quality
This is not an album
The sole intentions is to eat better while on the road

I don't know, y'all leaders must have lost me
I gotta go isn't no one gonna stop me?
I feel like my peers are trying to mock me
Because I know all the words to La Di Da Di

Fuck everybody